My interest in Japanese has continued to wax and wane for about, oh, seven years now? But I never seriously tried learning it until I took two semesters of introductory Japanese in college last year. I didn’t hate it, but considering I was at the peak of my Korean studies and in the throes of graduate school applications, I just could not immerse myself in Japanese as easily as I could Korean.
But, at very very long last, I think I may have found the right stimulus.
Flumpool. Flumpool. Flumpool.
Where have you been all my life?!
I feel silly because I’d known of Flumpool for ages but never bothered to listen to them because I used to kind of have this mental block against Japanese music (not sure why; it’s a beautiful language but maybe I’ve just been listening to the wrong things till now). It’s very rare for me to stumble upon a band I like so much that I can pretty much enjoy every single one of their songs – and Flumpool is one such find. I will unabashedly admit that I have been looping the song above for the past three days.
I’m excited because this is the first time I’ve been really excited about something in Japanese entertainment and, initially at least, I’ve found that a good dose of fangirling can be quite conducive to language learning.
And good music makes me happy wheeeeeee!
But I won’t jump the gun and say I’ll start studying Japanese wholeheartedly again. I need to re-accustom myself to the language by ear first and I have no idea how long that will take. I don’t even know if this will be enough to get me to started in the first place, but it certainly is a step in the right direction.
In any case, until then, MOAR FLUMPOOL~